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I swore off posting You Tube clips because they'll disappear leaving a hole in my blog. But I must share the following. I dig his version of Lady is a Tramp (fave) the mostest! George Maharis he says!
Once I was invited, by the man himself, to catch his show in Atlantic City where he was performing with his wife and Julius La Rosa. I couldn't make it because I had already planned a trip to Philadelphia the week before and the dates and my vacation time just weren't lining up for this to happen, (Ugh, regrets, I had a few...). But he's a cool cat and you should check out more of his work.
Nomads: It's off Cameron. A sweet little oasis that can be found tucked among the fast food joints and tire shops. It has a good size patio and drink menu. What I don't get is what's with the $2 Cheetos in a cup? You get like 11 Cheetos, must be an inside joke. Just go to the convenience store next door and get peanuts and chips there or just order their empanadas, yum.
Again with the coffee. After a wonderful retro lunch of chicken salad and a side of fruit salad with poppy seed vinaigrette drizzled on it and celery stuffed with pimento next to a plate of tiny, spicy, hot pickles, I was offered coffee with lemon squares. By the way, this was the best retro lunch, based on retro recipes, even looked retro.
Me: "Coffee? Sure. Just very little with a lot of creme and sugar."
Me one hour later: "UGH! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO dummy, you can't and shouldn't do coffee. It's poison to your system!"
It had been awhile since I had coffee and this was a small cup. Actually, I was only able to drink a half of a small cup, and that managed to really do me wrong. I got chatty, then I got really excited feeling and hyper, then the billion and one thoughts racing through my mind came on, then I got the shakes. It was fun for all of fifteen minutes then I just wanted to get off. This is just regular, ordinary coffee. UGH!
Ciao, Ciao Bambina: I leave you with Yolanda Christina Gigliotti aka Dalida. Note the amazing liquid liner. If ever a rags to riches story loaded with drama and even suicidal lovers...
I venture to say that Callas could possibly have nothing on this woman? I could venture to say that... ever so softly:
Once I was invited, by the man himself, to catch his show in Atlantic City where he was performing with his wife and Julius La Rosa. I couldn't make it because I had already planned a trip to Philadelphia the week before and the dates and my vacation time just weren't lining up for this to happen, (Ugh, regrets, I had a few...). But he's a cool cat and you should check out more of his work.
Nomads: It's off Cameron. A sweet little oasis that can be found tucked among the fast food joints and tire shops. It has a good size patio and drink menu. What I don't get is what's with the $2 Cheetos in a cup? You get like 11 Cheetos, must be an inside joke. Just go to the convenience store next door and get peanuts and chips there or just order their empanadas, yum.
Again with the coffee. After a wonderful retro lunch of chicken salad and a side of fruit salad with poppy seed vinaigrette drizzled on it and celery stuffed with pimento next to a plate of tiny, spicy, hot pickles, I was offered coffee with lemon squares. By the way, this was the best retro lunch, based on retro recipes, even looked retro.
Me: "Coffee? Sure. Just very little with a lot of creme and sugar."
Me one hour later: "UGH! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO dummy, you can't and shouldn't do coffee. It's poison to your system!"
It had been awhile since I had coffee and this was a small cup. Actually, I was only able to drink a half of a small cup, and that managed to really do me wrong. I got chatty, then I got really excited feeling and hyper, then the billion and one thoughts racing through my mind came on, then I got the shakes. It was fun for all of fifteen minutes then I just wanted to get off. This is just regular, ordinary coffee. UGH!
Ciao, Ciao Bambina: I leave you with Yolanda Christina Gigliotti aka Dalida. Note the amazing liquid liner. If ever a rags to riches story loaded with drama and even suicidal lovers...
I venture to say that Callas could possibly have nothing on this woman? I could venture to say that... ever so softly:
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